Forty years ago today man landed and walked on the moon. What an amazing triumph that was for humanity. It’s hard to believe that it has been that long and even harder to believe that we’ve not been back since December of ‘72. I was still in diapers when Cernan and Schmitt of Apollo 17 launched off the desolate lunar landscape for the last time.
We learned a great deal in low earth orbit, but it is time that we return to that bright lunar orb hanging so precariously in the night sky. I hear people ask why we should bother going back. I usually answer with a question. When you gaze up at the moon on a clear night, do you not wonder in amazement. Do you wish you could wander across its craters in the blistering heat of the day cycle? Mind you, you’d be dead within a millisecond without a space suit not to mention the boiling temps of day and the frigidness of night. 
The moon was and is a stepping stone. We need to start leaping across the giant pond that is the cosmos. We are resilient and smart little feckers. If we work together, we can widen our scope and really shake up the place.
Anyone have any memories they would like to share?
